Dance? Oh, I’ll dance. Just not before 10:00 am.

Except for those damn women who can eat like a linebacker and yet somehow still stay a size 6.

Without ever breaking a sweat. Ever.

Anyhow.

I’m not a morning person. I live alone. And even when I was married, my mornings consisted of no more than:

1. Hit the snooze

2. Hit the snooze

3. Hit the snooze

4. Furiously stomp into the bathroom to get dressed

5. Furiously stomp back into the bedroom to turn off the alarm I forgot to turn off when I slung the covers off and said “damn it” out loud and got out of bed

6. Furiously stomp back into the bathroom to finish getting dressed

7. Furiously stomp out of the bathroom dressed

8. Get in the car

9. Stop and get gas, of course

10. Go to work

No words, no coffee, no nothing.

By about 10:00 am though, I am ready to be the life of the party. And life is a total party for the rest of the day.

The other morning while stopped at a light in the drizzling rain, I was checking my lipstick and glaring at my stupid hair in the mirror.

(Key word here is drizzle.)

(I wish I had the balls to wear wigs some days.)

Of course, I was at the longest light in the southern states since I was running late and I notice this guy standing by the bus stop. And he’s dancing with his umbrella.

I’m not talking snapping his fingers or bobbing his head. I’m talking he was totally busting-a-move in the best busting-a-move way I have seen in ages.

In the drizzle.

Since I’m not a morning person, I was barking at my purse while I was grabbing for my phone to get a shot of him in action.

Crap was all up in my way…wallet, some stupid ass receipt I kept for no reason, gum, that big Altoids tin, a wrapped pad that is now coming unwrapped but yet still in there, lotion too big for purse size, my passport, all kinds of just crap.

(Yeah. My passport.)

(Like I’m gonna just hop a plane to France on any given day.)

(Stupid.)

But I got my phone just as he was finishing up his moves. He had already closed up his umbrella but I got what I could get.

(And the friggin light was still red.)

And after seeing him, for a moment I thought to myself:

“Now, why can’t you be just half that much of a morning person? Life would be so much more enjoyable. You have so much to be happy about. You have been blessed with a life others might even envy. So, take on his attitude. And dance. And dance when you least likely feel like it. Dance because you have so much to dance about.”

Then the light turned green.

And I honked at the car in front of me.

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I’m cracking up. I am NOT a morning person. I’m a “if you talk to me in the morning I will kill you” person. David, on the other hand, is a morning person. It is a wonder that we’ve stayed married as long as we have.Jennifer recently posted..Pinterest, Huh?!

Wow, no coffee? For me that would be like going without oxygen. I’m the same way in the mornings, only with coffee of course. People usually wait til I’m on my second cup before they approach and speak to me.Chantelle recently posted..My sister tried to show me her pooter.

Totally not a morning person here either. I’n fact, I’m not ready to smile, let alone dance, until noon lol. But i do BLAST the music in my car just as soon as I drop The Professor off at school. Just don’t expect me to e happy about anything until noon lol.Bella recently posted..That day when I couldn’t offer you comfort…

I despise mornings. On Monday I’m counting down til my next sleep in day. I don’t speak in the mornings either, unless I have to, which is most mornings. If I could get by with the grunt and gesture I would. Apparently my six year old doesn’t understand that.

I don’t drink coffee either so that means I’m chugging Dr. Pepper first thing.

Gotta do whatcha gotta do.

I wish I could be that happy too. Heck, I just wish I could dance like that. At any time.

I just can’t figure out why you are telling us about your “wrapped pad”. That’s kinda personal, dontcha think? 😉

I bust a move like that on my way to work. In the car. By myself. Quite often. That’s why I like it dark on my way in. (That and I always seem to be behind HR – probably planning to order some psych eval on me).

I am not a morning person either. Any time after noon, I think I can dance like that. I also think I can sing along with the radio. My husband and twins disagree with me (loudly and often), but I think they’re tone deaf and have no style. If I can keep up with a Zumba class, I must be pretty coordinated, right?Amanda recently posted..Photogenic Boys

I think you need a collection of wigs. Like a little Hannah Montana for everyday of the week.

I did what that guy was doing when I went to China for the first time because I was pretty pissed by the last 6 days, and was all like…”I don’t give a care what ALL OF THESE MANY FREAKING PEOPLE think.” I put the iPod in my ears and belted it out all the long walk home from the “school” at 11:00 p.m.

I am a morning person. God created us this way. Someone has to be alert in the day. Someone needs to be alert in the night. While it would be lovely to be able to bust a proper move while waiting for the bus, you don’t need fixing.

HAHAHAH!! Oh gosh, this is so very funny!! THe video really is insightful and yes we should be grateful for this. Erm honey, btw, I’m one of those people who eats A LOT and then doesn’t put on that much weight tho i do Yoga…heheh…but yah ppl think I’m not much of a eater, and i love eating a lot. hehe…cracked me up as usual…big hugs darling and yes I’m having a nice time here, tho its freaking cold making the most of it hehehe….hugsssss

My husband is a morning person. I am not. I wish I were- for the same reasons as you- but then morning rolls around and I’m not again. In high school, I think we had to be at school around 7:50 or 7:40?? ANYWAY- I would get out of bed 30 minutes before I had to be at school. That was back when we sprayed our hair to hell- so I would fix it the night before, spray it and then fly out of bed in the morning, pee, brush my teeth, fluff my hair back up with a pick, spray it, throw on the outfit I laid out the night before and head to school. Usually catching the train and making me late.Jennifer recently posted..How to Raise a Codger

My husband would say I am not a morning person. But his version of morning is 7 a.m. MIne is more like yours, 9 or 10 or so… And the kids? well, all bets are off there. I was just thankful the little ones slept until almost 8 this morning! WOOT!

I’m not NOT a morning person, I’m usually just so sleepy that I’m practically comatose. My mom used to tell me that it was pointless talking to me, because I’d only give random answers anyway. You won’t find me dancing in the streets in the morning for sure :pMaren recently posted..Introducing: My biggest challenge yet.

You and Bitsy are one in the same when it comes to mornings. There’s no talking and anything important information communicated will be forgotten. Strangely I saw a guy do something similar while crossing the street last week. Maybe it was lead-up to the full moon?mark recently posted..No Thanks, Larry

Every once in a while, when the stars are aligned, my chi is clear and I’ve had some (a gallon of) coffee, I dance in my bathroom getting ready in the morning. This is an extremely rare occurrence.Felicia recently posted..Oh, Nordstrom Rack, How I’ve Missed You

This is what I love about Americans, you would never see an Australian do that anywhere – we are too concerned about looking “stupid”. I love that there are so many people in your country who do whatever makes them feel good ‘and to hell with what the world thinks.’ Its one of my favorite things about the USA!Karyn recently posted..Halfway Dead

i love this! I really do. This reminds me of the stoplight I was at a month or so ago and some guy was literally sitting at the bus stop jamming out on his guitar. And I mean singing LOUD. My son was with me and he said “Do you think he thinks this is New York City?” and then commented where was his hat for collecting change. Who knows? I just know that guy was jamming out on his guitar seemingly without a care in the world. And I kinda loved it and wished I could be just like that in a way. So I love this post!! And also that you have tons of crap in your purse because I do too!Holly from 300 Pounds Down recently posted..Dealing with it